This is what happens when you start doodling on a long, quiet Saturday evening in the house you grew up in while your mother falls asleep watching the story of Don Francisco on Univision. You end up with a freaky Sunday sketch.
And this is what happens when old friends get together at a cozy Cuban restaurant on a Friday night and sing a Queen song.
(Image has been posterized and resized to protect the innocent...and btw, we're all innocent. Please read disclaimer on the right if you believe you recognize anyone in the photo.)
I was in town to meet with a realtor now that the house is ready to show and I took the opportunity to revisit some of my favorite places, like the best tamale store in South Florida...a little green market on the corner of SW 73rd Avenue and W. Flagler Street.
Friday night at Sabores with old friends, 70s and 80s karaoke, Cuban dishes and mojitos..it's a big part of what I miss about Miami. Below are some of the characters that give Miami Springs its charm.
Speaking of charms, take a look at this thoughtful gift my mother gave me:
I adore it! Nothing says I love you like a spider in an amber pendant.
I'm back in Tampa and enjoying my new adventures here, but Miami will always have a special place in my heart, not to mention La Ciudad del Progreso.
Enjoy YOUR adventures and may the road rise to greet you! xo